Intern Haenyo Novels & Stories

~Hailey Park~ If hell had a reception desk, I’m pretty sure it would look exactly like the 27th floor of Jang Corporations. White marble. Chrome desks. The faint scent of overpriced toner and despair. And me — Hailey Park, resident caffeine courier, emotional punching bag, and personal assistant to Ethan Jang, Seoul’s very own corporate Terminator. The man doesn’t blink. Doesn’t smile. Doesn’t breathe unless it’s to say, “Fix it.”

Angelique asked, confused. “Yeah. Trunks is his nickname, but his name is Juhoon Choi. He’s in Business, Level 200. He arrived last year, and he’s number one among the five S-Class students. He’s Korean-American — the son of the Korean business tycoon Seungmin Choi, CEO of H Holdings, and Xiaolin Feng, heiress of the Sash Conglomerate.” “You mean THE H and THE Sash?” Angelique repeated.

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

“I will look deeper into Noh Kyung Hee’s background. We only need to get Baek Han Sol out.” “I get it,” Jung Kwang Soo exhales. “I will take the intern with me.” “Do whatever you want,” She mumbles as she touches her head. Her stomach churns as bile rises in her throat. Ahn Hana bends down her waist and throws up. “Blegh!” “Hana, what happened to you?” Jung Kwang Soo rushes to her side, unfazed by the vomit on the floor. He pulls her hair away from her face and holds them. “Did you eat something bad in the morning?”

~Introduction to the Female lead~ Name: Hannah Park. Age: 19 years old. Lives in: Seoul, South Korea. Height: 5.5ft. She has a very fair skin with black eyes and Maria is also a high schooler. She is cute, loveable and kind hearted. Even after confronting the cruelty of the world. After the demise of her dad, her mom, Anna Kim remarried. Her new spouse Daniel Kim , vowed to take care of the obligation left by Hannah's father yet on one condition.... Never separate from me. He even marked an agreement.

She doubted she was even able to taste anything throughout the entire meal. The lady stood up after pushing her chair back and bowed her head slightly towards Sihyeon before introducing herself. "Hello, I am Shin Hanee. I will be responsible for teaching you English and hope that both of us will be having a great time together." "I doubt that," Sihyeon mumbled. It was too low for Hanee to hear. Seeing how Hanee had extended her hand forward, Sihyeon accepted it and absentmindedly said, "Sure, whatever."

Jihoon usually used the break for the latter, but this time he pushed back from his desk, stepping toward Miyoung. He was beat to the punch by Baek Hana. “Transfer student,” Hana said. She was pretty in a traditional way: classic oval face, pert nose, and rosebud lips. Her straight bangs perfectly styled, her pleated skirt perfectly pressed. She reminded Jihoon of a porcelain doll, if dolls had judgmental eyes and sharp tongues. “Where’d you transfer from?” It took Miyoung so long to answer, it seemed she intended to ignore the question. Finally, she said, “Jeollanam-do.”

While Norman was sitting in the driver's seat. When entering the car and Norman had stepped on the gas pedal, Justin saw someone at the door of the building, it was clear that it was Lee Hyun Jae, the man who had spoken with Justin. For a moment Hyun Jae is silent, as Justin's car moves away, Hyun Jae gives a two-finger greeting, which is actually a respectful greeting. Justin squinted, Hyun Jae really did. Justin couldn't understand why the man was so mysterious.

"It doesn't really feel like you've been gone that long." "I think we have seen more of you than of ourselves." Yeojun scowled. A friendly jab. Their leader, Park Hyeonwoo, laughed. "Give yourselves more credit. Blue Ink is actually faring well." "I'm gonna go on Twitter and promote some more too." Jeon Minho, 04:00 am's Maknae, said enthusiastically. He was the only one in 04:00 am who was actually younger than me. His ability to hit those high notes was commendable though. I was the one who covered most of S.T.A.Y's high notes and so, I knew exactly how much precision and control it actually took.